The Wigamalefis part 5:
Greetings
A No More Fakes Story
(end of Saturday Nov. 2)
I stayed in my room for most of the night thinking things over.
Sandy was still on guard in the living room. She would not leave until
she convinced me I was a human. I can't believe that she would want me
to believe I'm human. Supposedly I'm struggling to keep my Wiggy
identity, but I haven't seen any evidence that I am switching between two
perceptions of myself.
"I need to get out," I growled to myself in my wigamalefis
language. "I can't stay cooped up in this room. I need to go swimming
again." I cracked my bedroom door to see where Sandy was. She was still
in the living room watching TV. I shut the door and carefully opened the
window. I crawled out and landed with a thud. I didn't hear anything
coming from the house, so I assumed Sandy didn't hear me. I sneaked off
toward the pond. It was dark now, so I stuck to the shadows. This blue
fur of mine stands out from all the fall colors during the daytime. But
at night, I can blend in with the dark patches. I didn't see anybody
out, but I did see a donkey grazing in someone's front yard.
I reached the pond without any trouble. I dove in and started
swimming. This pond isn't like the water on my home planet, but it is
still relaxing. I tried to get my mind off of all this personality
switching stuff that had started on Halloween. I'm so tired of people
telling me that I was a human. That strange feeling came again.
I swam for hours. Swimming is so relaxing. I really enjoy having
changed into a wigamalefis. Swimming wasn't this great when I was human.
"I just want to keep my human identity," I thought. "And Sandy is
determined to make me think I am a wigamalefis." When I remembered that
Sandy was still at my house, I decided that I should head back. I had
been gone for a long time. She probably wouldn't have noticed me gone.
But, I still needed to try to patch things up with her.
I got out of the pond and started toward my house. The walk back
was just as uneventful as going to the pond. It was until the truck sped
down the street.
"There's another one!" someone yelled from the truck.
"Get out of here, you blue pig moose whale thing!" shouted another.
As the truck passed, a shower of eggs erupted from it. Most of
them hitting me. The truck continued down the street with loud laughter.
I just stood there wiping the yolks from my fur. "Why?" I
thought. "Don't they know that we are still human?" I started walking
toward home again with eggs still matting my fur down. "I'm going to
have to take a shower when I get home."
When I got back to my house, my bedroom window was closed. "Sandy
knows I'm gone," I growled in what is now my natural tongue. With no
other option, I walked in the front door.
"Will, how dare you sneak out on me," shouted Sandy as soon as I
walked in. "Where have you been?"
I signed, "Swimming."
"What happened?" she asked noticing the egg yolks in my fur.
"Just some friendly drivers welcoming a blue furry thing in their
neighborhood," I signed.
"I'm sorry," she said. "Go get cleaned up then you can tell me
about it."
It felt great to get cleaned up. I never knew how horrible it is
to have your fur dirty and matted. After getting all my fur dry, I went
back into the living room where Sandy was waiting.
"Feel better?" she asked.
I gave a big furry nod.
"Good," she said. "Now what happened, Will?"
"I went swimming in the pond to relax. On the way back a truck
drove by and bombarded me with eggs," I explained. "Wait, you just
called me Will."
"Yeah," she said. "That is who you are."
"But, why were you trying to convince me I was Wiggy?" I asked.
"I wasn't. You said you were Wiggy. I said you were Will. Don't
you remember?" she asked.
"I remember you saying I was Wiggy," I signed.
"I think you need to work on keeping your human identity. You
seem to still slip between the two," she said.
"I haven't noticed any difference," I signed. "I don't ever
remember thinking I was Wiggy."
"Well, I'll just have to keep you in the right mind," she said.
"I'll just have to keep doing what the Doctor said," I signed.
"She wants me to keep saying to myself that I am human."
"You do that," Sandy said. "Oh, your parents called."
I made a surprised grunt.
"They heard about the Halloween party and wanted to know how you
were," she continued. "I told them you would call them back."
"I can't talk," I signed.
"I know," she said. "I'll translate what you sign for them."
I grunted affirmatively and hopped up to get the phone. I
switched it on speaker phone and dialed my parents number.
"Hello?" asked my mom on the other end of the line.
"Mrs. Harryman?" asked Sandy.
"Yes," replied Mom. "Is that you Sandy? Is Will home?"
"Yes, Mrs. Harryman," Sandy replied. "He is right here. He can't
talk, so I'm going to tell you what he signs to me. Ok?"
"Ok," Mom replied. I could tell she was worried. "Will, how are
you?"
I signed to Sandy.
"He says he is fine," said Sandy.
"That's good," said Mom. "I know you were going to that party.
What happened?"
I signed my reply to Sandy.
"We don't know," Sandy said. I keep forgetting that she was
transformed too. Although all she as picked up is some zoo keeper
talents.
"So," Mom said, "what are you now? You never showed me your
costume?"
I signed to Sandy.
"He is a blue furry alien that looks like a cross between a moose,
a pig, a whale, and other things," said Sandy.
"My, weren't we creative," Mom said. "How are you adjusting to
your new body? When are you going to get back to normal? I hope its
before Christmas. The family Christmas dinner would surly be different
with a blue alien sitting at the table."
I laughed in my grunting way.
"Was that you, Will?" asked Mom. "I want to hear how you sound
now."
I said a few things in the wigamalefis language.
"That is interesting, Will. It doesn't sound like you at all.
What does it mean?" Mom asked.
I signed my response to Sandy.
"He says it means 'I love you, Mom,'" said Sandy.
"I love you, too, Will," said Mom. She sounded a little sad. "I
love you no matter what form you are in."
I signed to Sandy.
"He says that he knows," Sandy said.
"Dad has already gone to bed," said Mom clearing her throat. "He
has to get up early for work tomorrow. I hate it that he has to work on
Sundays."
I singed.
"He says that's OK," said Sandy. "Tell him not to worry. He can
take care of himself."
"I need to go, Will," Mom said. "I have to get up to teach Sunday
School. You be good, and don't lick your fur too much. You don't want
to get any hair balls."
I singed to Sandy.
"He says he's not a cat," said Sandy.
Mom laughed. "Thank you, Sandy. Bye, Will. I love you."
I said "I love you," the best way I could.
"Bye, Mrs. Harryman," said Sandy hanging up the phone.
"Well, Will, I better be heading home," said Sandy. "I'll see you
tomorrow. You remember to keep telling yourself that you are human."
I nodded.
Sandy got her jacket and headed out the door. "Bye, Will."
I grunted "Bye" and waved to her. I stood in the door until she
drove off. I decided to go to bed, too. It was pretty late. I got in
bed and started thinking to my self. "I am a human. I am Will." The
funny feeling came again. "I am a wigamalefis. I am Wiggy."
To be continued...